The moment I saw Camilla smile like that, something inside me tightened.
I grabbed Lewis's arm without thinking.
"Lewis… I have a bad feeling. Do you think Camilla is planning something again?"
His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest, calm and controlled. That was his way never reacting too fast, always thinking three steps ahead.
"Logically," he said evenly, "after everything the Morrigans have been through, she shouldn't move now. But Camilla doesn't always follow logic."
He glanced at me. "Do you want to follow their car?"
"I'm worried she might try to wipe them all out," I admitted.
Camilla was not someone you could measure with common sense. She moved like someone who had already prepared for every outcome.
Lewis didn't hesitate.
"Theo," he said into the intercom, his voice carrying that quiet Alpha command that made others straighten without realizing it. "Follow the Morrigans. And send extra men to guard Grandma's floor."
"Yes, sir."
We moved.
